They know
no shame,
a feast
of orifices,
drool whips
as they spin
around, pissing
and panting,
mounting strangers
half their size,
cacophony
of barking beasts
at the mercy
of joy.
INSPIRED TO SHARE?
They know
no shame,
a feast
of orifices,
drool whips
as they spin
around, pissing
and panting,
mounting strangers
half their size,
cacophony
of barking beasts
at the mercy
of joy.
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